I can't imagine what kind of Pokemon would that be. Can't wait to read the first chapter.

Finally you update this...
When you were talking about the news you said scene twice and the second time I think you meant Screen.

Very interesting. Kinda makes me want to start a FanFic but like all my other projects it wouldn't last long so I won't.

I loved it although I rarley read fanfics, I just saw your name as the author and read it.
Good work ;3

Finally sucked it up and read this, it's really good!

The entire troop was standing in front of a huge screen on the wall, which displayed a man talking.
“…And that is what I need you to do. Good luck, Rangers.”
“All right Rangers, you heard the man! Move out!” All of the Rangers then scrambled out of the building after Joe’s bellowing command. “Hey, kid! Over here”, he told me. “That man up there was the head professor of the Shikku region Rangers, Professor Rank. He just issued an alert to every Ranger troop in the region.”
“What was the alert?”
“Apparently, in some areas, Pokemon are going mad. Crazy. Evil. They won’t respond even to their owners. It’s our job to fix this, by capturing the Pokemon. Captures send our feelings of friendship to the Pokemon, so it should fix whatever is happening to them.” Joe then lowered his voice to a whisper. “Just between me and you, bad stuff is happening as well. They told all of the Ranger leaders. Towns being destroyed, and people turned to stone! We’ve got to find out what’s happening, kid. Anyways, I issued my Rangers all different areas. Troop 99 covers a surprisingly big area. We’re the last Ranger troop, so we have the whole area of Kaleena Isle. I have to remain here and make sure things go smoothly, so you’ll have to take my designated area. That’s the south tip. Recently, a cave collapsed there, and statues were uncovered. I want you to go check it out.” Rose remembered the news broadcast from yesterday.
“Okay… But how do I get there?”
“You’ll have to walk. Hey, maybe your partner will hatch on the way! I know it’s a long way, but I know you can do it, kid. Good luck.”
“All right, whatever you say, sir. I hope I find something good.” With that, she walked out. Valencia also gave her a good-bye on the way out. She took off her pack, and unzipped it. Admiring her odd egg, she decided to sit next to a tree and just relax for awhile. Her first day on a new adventure, and so much had happened. At least she still had this egg, to remind her of home. Her dad had sent it to her. She didn’t know anything about her dad, except that he always sent them plenty of money. He could even be dead, and they wouldn’t know. But she didn’t care. Of course not! Someone who just leaves, and then maybe randomly stops by, and one day sends some weird egg without even a note… Someone who doesn’t care about anyone but himself! She hated him with all of her soul. At least, she wished she could. To tell the truth, she loved him oh so much. She daydreams of how he would come back just for her, and maybe even stay awhile. Maybe even stay forever! Maybe even take her away from that awful women they call her mother. She even calls herself her mother. She doesn’t believe it, though. She only has a disappearing father, who she’ll chase forever, with the Pokemon hiding in this egg…
“Hey kid, why are you out here this late? It’s too dark for you to be outside.” The voice snapped her out of her daydreams. When she woke up, it was dark and cold, and she was cradling the egg in her arms with tears streaming down her face. She’d been thinking for far too long for her own good. She had a job to do, after all. The man who had been concerned was gone now. Just another one to come and go.
“Sorry”, she called out to the dark. She decided that she would just sleep here. It seemed safe and sound enough and the grass underneath was nice and soft. The bird Pokemon around sung a wonderful lullaby. Rose’s eyes fluttered until she slowly gave into slumbers slow grasp.

CRACK! A scream filled the night with horror. Unspoken words broke the silence with emotion, as flames blazed across a nearby town. Rose awoke with a start, to find something out of place…

The egg was cracked and hollow. The Pokemon had hatched while she was asleep, and hadn’t hung around for long.

“Uhhm… Hello? My Pokémon? Where are you?!” Another scream escaped someone’s mouth. Rose looked over at the village, only to see several burned-down houses and others that were on fire. A woman scrambled out of the fire with a frightful look on her face. She turned her ghostly gaze at Rose and mouthed the word “run”. Rose obeyed, and hid behind a nearby bush. She watched as the lady tried to crawl away, but looked back at whatever was chasing her. A grave mistake, unfortunately. The woman slowly became encased in stone, until she was only a lifeless rock. Rose then turned her back to whatever beast had done this and ducked under the bush.

Hey, you! You’re my owner, aren’t you? Well, nice to meet you. See, I accidentally kind of started this fire, and then it spread, then this huge thing came in and spread it even further! Then it started controlling the other Pokemon, but not me because I’m awesome that way. Anyways, now it’s hurting the people and turning them to stone! You’ve got to help me! The odd, childish voice had come to her in her head.

Who… Are you?

I’m your Pokemon, silly! I was sent here to protect you, but I don’t think I’m doing a good job so far…

Where are you?

I’m over here, hiding near this burned down house on the left side of town. I mean my left.

What is your left?!

Oh, uhm… I don’t know! Just come save me please! Rose sighed out of frustration and jumped out of the bush. She decided to put her goggles on, to protect her eyes from the smoke and just in case that thing tried to look at her. She rushed through the town, past fleeing people and crazy Pokemon, until she heard the cry of a hurt Pokemon. Aaagh! A rafter fell on me… Help me, please! I’m right over here. She looked over to see something flopping underneath a fallen rafter. She went and tried to carefully lift it up, but it was just too heavy.

I… I can’t lift it! I’m sorry…

No! I know you can! Come on, I’ll help as much as I can. Then she heard it. The cry of the beast. It was a shrill call, like a bird’s crossed with a dragon’s. She scrambled back to lift up the rafter, then strained as they both did it together.

Heh, together, we’re unstoppable, I suppose. Now, let’s get out of here, buddy! Why’d you have to start that fire… They both quickly ran over to a nearby part of the forest, though it was too dark to find their way around. Over here! The Pokemon came over to her and they both hid behind another bush. She was surprised to find that it was the same one from before, as her bag and a broken egg were by a nearby tree. The statue lady was still there, staring in horror at a now burned-down house. Now, what exactly are you? All I can see is two glowing red eyes.

You don’t know? Wow, you must be slow! What with your dad’s job and all, I thought you would have guessed by now. But, I think I’ll just show you. The Pokemon then wandered into the firelight, so Rose could fully see him. She then grasped her own mouth in shock as to not scream.

It was a baby Shadow Lugia.

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May not be more for awhile, so enjoy

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Flo Karmichle stood staring, dumbfounded, at the ashes of what had once been her hometown.
She walked down the path which was once surrounded by vegetation. As she walked along, memories started darting back and forth in her mind like buzzing bees. Tears stung the back of her eyes, but she held them. This place that she had long since abandoned, where her kindest memories had been, was razed to the ground. The only place where people had been remotely affectionate to her. The only place that would ever feel like home.
Gone.
She continued on the path, remembering how she would walk through here every day. Mrs. Platsky would stand over there in front of her bakery, marketing her goods. Mr. Johnson came through every day on the way home from work. Mrs. Fran, her own teacher, would be standing there in front of the school with the same scornful look on her face. As she passed the schoolhouse, she choked back a sob as she saw a young woman, face-down and ashen. Dead. A burned apple, fallen to the floor, had rolled to a stop beside her.
Who could have done this?
She continued walking, past the Pokemon Center and grocery store. She remembered the day she received her first Pokemon from the lab, now a pile of rubble, and frolicked with it right here. Finally, she arrived at her own home. She scanned the wreckage as her most cherished memories began to surface.
Suddenly, something caught her eye. She bent down to observe the glint of gold more closely, and found it to be a locket. She opened it to see a picture of her, her younger sister, and her mother. Her mind flashed back to the call that had brought her here.
“Flo? Flo!”
“Yes? Hello, Crescendia. How are you?”
“Flo! I know you have time off, and I want you to come home!”
“What? But sis, I-”
“No buts! I want to see you here. Goodbye, Flo. See you soon, and I love you!”
She makes a great argument, Flo had thought. Now, she had changed her mind. She shouldn’t have come. She shouldn’t of had to see... this. To feel the remorse. The sadness. The pain. I’ve got to at least find her body, she thought.
It didn’t take long.
When she looked up from the locket, Flo Karmichle fell back in a mix of surprise in fear. Then she slowly stood, observing the odd statue that had frightened her. A face frozen in horror, looking precisely at the spot she was standing. She examined the grooves, the accuracy of the looks...
There was no mistaking it.
It was her sister.
Then the tears came, oh, the awful tears! They streamed down her face like two tiny waterfalls. She ran to the statue, crying her sister’s name through the sobs. Though the statue was stuck in place, Flo did her best to caress it.
“Cress... It’ll be okay...”
Who could have done this?!
“No.... Whoever did this, I will find them. And they will burn.”

Joe Harold leaned over the chunk of rock, the sun beating down on his back.
“I just don’t see it”, he told the man beside him.
“Well, it’s a clear Armaldo fossil, my most prized possession. Don’t you see these groves, here and here?”
“Oh, I guess I’m just not getting the whole picture. I guess that’s why I’m the Ranger, and you’re the... the palentio... patiencestine...”
“Paleontologist, sir.”
“Right. That’s what I meant.”
“I’m here, Mr. Harold!” Eddie came up to them, sweating up a storm. “Sorry for being late, I’m just not that used to being in the field and all...” Joe knew all about that. In fact, he never heard the end of it! Eddie wasn’t cut out for the field, and would never let Joe forget it.
They had come out to the desert region of the Shikku Region to learn about a strange phenomenon occurring that must have something to do with this old, dusty coot. After all, Rank had issued this mission to Joe himself. The paleontologist, Dr. Ferry, was an older man in his 60’s. He wore a khaki shirt and shorts and had a cowboy hat on.
“Well, now that we’re all here”, Joe started, “Let’s get straight to the point. What is it that’s going that’s got everyone so worked up, Dr. Ferry?”
“You see, Mr. Harold, strange things have began to happen to fossils throughout the Shikku Region. As you know, Pokemon are beginning to become more agitated. However, a different occurrence has begun to surface. Fossil Pokemon, long thought to be extinct, have began appearing again. Existing fossils, too, have disappeared. After their disappearance, these ancient beasts have been sighted near the museums!”
“So you’re saying”, Joe speculated, “That fossils are turning back into their original forms? Without any sort of restoration?”
“That’s right, sir. They just up and disappear. These Pokemon are also extremely dangerous! They’ve been known to attack any and all people and other Pokemon they see.”
“Doesn’t that put everyone around fossils in danger?” Eddie asked. “Shouldn’t we get them locked away somewhere?” Eddie was having to constantly push his glasses up the bridge of his nose, until finally, he took them off and started cleaning them.
“We’ve tried, but they simply refused to believe the stories and understand the facts!”
“I’ve got to admit, I’m a bit skeptical too, but-” Joe stopped as a low growling sounded behind them. He whirled around to face a full-grown Armaldo, eyes full of hate and rage.